The pillar of blood, which had condensed the lives and souls of thousands of orcs, instinctively felt the threat after all.

The scarlet pillar of blood suddenly deformed into a scarlet cyclops head, and it opened its mouth, and from its mouth full of large, sharp fangs, it spat out a smaller, sharper blood-colored spear, and met the golden sword that Martin had summoned.

Martin's huge golden sword let out a clear hum in the air, as if to say, 'How dare such an ugly creature challenge me?', and the golden sword was like a bird with wings spread, raising a wave of wing-like brilliance.

The atmosphere shook slightly, and the golden sword was already shooting towards the blood spear like a sharp arrow.

The energy fluctuations generated by the two very different forces intertwined with each other, impacting each other and attempting to devour each other.

The turbulence caused by these two mysterious energy shocks created a terrible storm on the small half of the battlefield, blowing everyone nearby to the ground.

The corpse, which had long since lost its life, was like a ragdoll blown away in the storm, twisting into all sorts of terrifying and strange poses.

The scattered sword weapons were once again turned into deadly weapons, flying farther away to indiscriminately scourge the two sides that were still fighting.

The heavy ballista that had been discarded was almost overturned. Loose ballista parts and scattered long bolts scattered everywhere.

The golden sword finally split the blood spear, and collided with the huge cyclops' head in mid-air.

At that moment, the whole sky seemed to shimmer with the glow of the threads of the law—

It was the first ever encounter between the Sumerian civilization from Earth and the orc divine power from the world of Kaos.

Although the divine power of both sides of the war is so thin that it can affect the appearance of the city, this is undoubtedly a head-to-head confrontation involving the divine realm.

To the surprise of the Red Knight and Sigmar, who were watching this battle, the mystery level of the golden sword on Martin's side seemed to be higher.

An open space the size of a basketball court was littered with Sumerian golden flame patterns.

On the golden sword, every inch of the blade of the sword is flooded with layers of overlapping golden threads, like veins of leaves.

Not only did it tear apart the Cyclops' skull, but it also absorbed a huge amount of blood.

A seaspout-like blood tornado began to absorb the free blood into one piece, eventually converging into Martin's palm.

The system's sudden prompt really made Martin feel a kind of ecstasy, because the prompt read: "Congratulations host! Because you have accidentally collected enough soul power to activate the B-rank human Noble Phantasm Soul, you can now select any of these Noble Phantasm Souls from the Gilgamesh Treasury and reshape them." ”

Martin's eyes narrowed in a straight line for an instant.

B-level human treasures, frankly speaking, are already quite powerful.

Of course, there is still a considerable distance from the top rank, such as Gilgamesh's own strongest treasure, the Excalibur [Heaven and Earth Obedient Pioneer Star], which is far above the A++ rank. If it is used by the deity, it can even reach the level of the main cannon of the Space Fortress - the EX level that is enough to destroy the world.

Martin didn't know how much soul energy it would take to satisfy this thing, but it was clear that the situation in front of him was the best hint.

The blood that represents life!

Symbolizes the mystical soul!

Only with enough sacrifices can the souls of those treasures in the [King's Treasure] be activated.

As the oldest heroic king on Earth, Gilgamesh has the prototype of almost every Noble Phantasm on Earth.

At this moment, in Martin's vision, the list of B-class human treasure artifacts that he could redeem during the virtual projection stage, including the 3D three-dimensional shape, efficacy, evaluation, and description of that treasure.

Like what:

[Durandal]: It's a holy sword with a silver body and a golden cross sword. The holy sword of the holy knight Roland, the hero of the great French heroic poem "The Song of Roland", the head of the twelve knights under Charlemagne.

A brilliant sword with three wonders that will not drop in the slightest even if the owner's magic is exhausted by its sharpness. Like King Arthur's sword in stone, it is as ornately forged as it is a symbol of authority.

[Dassertin]: A cursed sword possessed by King Hegny of Denmark in Norse mythology. This sword has a powerful curse that incurs destruction, and all wielders will step towards death, and it is also said to be a magic sword that "once it is pulled out, it will not take a person's life and return to its sheath".

In the story surrounding the goddess Freya, the Danish king Hegeny fought the famous "eternal war" with the Saracen king Hedin because of the curse of the sword.

......

There are all kinds of above, and there are nearly a thousand B-grade treasure talisma souls to choose from.

I've heard of it, I've never heard of it.

Rao is Martin's well-informed, and at this moment, he almost blinded the eyes of the kryptonite dog.

Martin noticed a special note - the reshaping of the soul is only the reshaping of a corresponding Noble Phantasm, and it must be infused with the corresponding legend before the Noble Phantasm becomes a real Noble Phantasm.

"Is this a restoration of the material, and the addition of a story that is enough for the bard to recite through the ages?"

Consideration remains, but Martin quickly decides which Noble Phantasm Soul he will choose.

In a sense, Martin had few options.

Because Gilgamesh was a collector, but he was also a perfectionist. He once took an EX-level treasure, but he couldn't accept that his first treasure in this world was a B-level product.

In other words, Martin can only make a Noble Phantasm soul for Gal or Sylvie at this stage.

Martin smiled, mocking and supreme pride at the corners of his mouth, his chin raised and his face slightly facing the sky.

"It's funny! I can't beat me, so I want to strengthen myself in this way. Well, giant, I'll give you a chance! Surrender to me, or I'll grant you eternal death—"

The giant understood, but his reaction was ...... Wrath!

"Whew!" the giant let out a thunderous roar, and he raised his right hand to the sky. He actually wanted to use his power to attract the blood energy that was free in the air.

I have to say, it's a bit of nonsense, but he did succeed, at least partially.

After all, the orc shaman's blood sacrifice was meant for him.

"Oooo

His body changed in a way that was visible to the naked eye. The muscles that were already extremely strong began to surge like waves, and the thick blood vessels were like the roots of an old tree floating on the muscles. The whole body actually became even larger.

His eyes were red, and the blood-red color filled his entire eyeball, and there was no trace of white ground to be found.

Gal and Sylvie stopped at the same time, not knowing what to do or what to do.

At that moment, Martin burst out laughing, "Hahaha! Interesting! Well, Garr, I think it's time to reward you with something in return for your loyalty." You come here and give me the gun. ”